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Feb 2012
his solo journey made
its fresh, courageous start
on the waves of
*** and vicodin
& the bright, painful
color of it all
was nearly lost on her
heavy-lidded
& pale eyes

little did he know she was
a stowaway
steadily drinking up the
audacity
to make herself known
to him

but oh Lord, when
she did

you better believe he
never
forgot her
Jae Elle
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Jae Elle  33/F/Kansas
(33/F/Kansas)   
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